I mainly write Heated Rivalry Shane/Ilya, BG3 Astarion/Tav and
Undertale Sans/Reader fics.
My most recent fic is Hello from Moscow, Goodbye from Montreal, a Shane/Ilya character study banter fic.
Link to my Ao3 and other fics is under the read more.
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Fics I am working on
Currently in Progress :
>>Hello From Moscow, Goodbye from Montreal<< (multichaptered work, longfic)
Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov
Ilya calls Shane in the summer of 2012, drunk and rambling. Once the floodgates are opened, they just can’t help but keep them ajar, and they don’t stop calling. They don’t stop texting. They learn who they are, what they like, what they want, what they need.
They fall in love over the phone in 2012. Of course, this changes everything.
>> A Collection of Honest Compliments << (Multichaptered work, future series, LONG fic)
Astarion/Tav (named OC)
Sephina and Lya have traveled alone for years now, and prefer it that way — so being thrust into a huge party of misfits who are all connected by brain parasites isn’t exactly ideal.
At first, Astarion though Lya would be the biggest problem, as she is his mirror in many ways and knows most of his tricks — as she deploys them herself. But it’s Sephina who ends up being the biggest threat to him; she sees through his mask like it’s not even there. At first, this terrifies and angers him — but then, as time goes on, he realizes he quite likes her company. He finds himself slipping the mask off just for her — as she does the same for him.
This is a story of learning how to trust again, when trust has been an ugly, taunting fable for most of Astarion’s immortal life. Anger, love, lust, spite — he thought he knew them all like the back of his hand.
He was wrong, and Sephina and Lya are there to help him realize this.
>> Not Much (But They’re Trying) << (Oneshot and Multichapter Series)
Sans/Reader (nicknamed in fic)
You’re a librarian who has a YouTuber side hussle and a thing for card games. You could care less where you end up, as long as it’s fun.
Sans is a full-time college student who does a lot of odd jobs for the Monster Government and is the faceless helper on his bro’s YouTube channel.
You’re both stupid. And horny.
Ongoing series with multiple entries that timeskip
The universe obviously has a sick sense of humor, since it decides to prove to Sans that he’s bad at everything—including, of course, ceasing to exist.
—•—•—•—
He wakes in a wasteland, a place of smoke and mirrors. Nursed back to health by a witch with clever fingers spelling a language he’d long thought he’d never again see.
She says no one ever dies here. She says people only continue to suffer for eternity when they are alone. Driven by madness, or pain, or anguish, or pure and simple rage. All you can do is keep moving forward. All you can ever do is try again. All you can ever do is relive your mistakes over, and over, and over, looking for closure that satisfies the End.
Everything’s different in Limbo, and there is no way out without opening doors you’d once held firmly shut.
Tags and Trigger Warnings :
Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Triggers, Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Drug Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Papyrus is dead (I’m sorry ಥ_ಥ), Partial amnesia, Temporary Amnesia, Head Injury, Drug Withdrawal, Withdrawal, I swear this is actually a fic about healing, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Alternate Universe - Limbo, Limbo, A world that's not a world at all, The Void, Restricted magic, Sorry Sans but you kinda did this to yourself bud, Weird Limbo Magic and it's many rules, Reader is named, Don’t go into the Forest, Reader is like ‘smiles knowingly yet sadly’ and then Sans is like ‘this shit again’, in this universe if you see a door you wanna puke, reliving memories, Repressed Memories, Recovered Memories, Trying again, reader is a witch, Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), reader talks in hands... sorta, Telepathy, magical objects, Trauma, Memories, crash coarse into getting to know each other, hey dude come on in step into my truama, don’t forget to wipe your feet on the welcome mat, Muteness, Mute Reader, kind of, LMAO
>> Core Mechanics and Mage Theory << (Singular Multichaptered Work)
Sans/OC¹, Papyrus/OC²
Five hour long car ride? Check. Creepy locals? Check. Horrible magical energy? Check. Huge, haunted-looking self-opening manor gate? Check. Big fucking tree-dwelling mamal a few feet taller than Pap’s SUV? Check, even though he never thought that would ever end up on any list in the history of lists. So far, this little trip to Ko providence is not looking like a vacation Sans is willing to relax for, and he would like to leave as soon as possible, thanks.
But when a broody human catches the eye of his little bro, he’s stuck for the longhaul. Sans finds an unlikely ally with the human’s work partner, a witch who can’t stay out of the manor’s library for more than five minutes.
Sans hangs around because the library is quiet. No other reason. It’s not like the witch is funny, or cute, or easy to be around. That would just be silly.
Turns out there’s murder afoot, and Sans is kinda highkey a fuckin hypocrite.
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Aka:
Undyne gives the bros a midnight call to solve a mystery ten years in the making, Sans gets Nerdy with a Mage Theory history buff, and Papyrus lays slick moves on a solid Ten like fucking Casanova.
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Future Rewrite (maybe) :
>> Walking on Wires and Powerlines << (Singular Multichaptered Work)
>>>> CURRENTLY DELETED <<<<
Removed from AO3. Currently not in progress. Saved off-site for a rewrite.
His eyelights held some sort of taut, heavy tension in them. He was surprisingly expressive for a skeleton. (You also had a slight advantage, but that was neither here nor there.)
“heya.” he said, fishing his hand out from his vest pocket to offer you a shake. It was a slightly reluctant move, but you refusing to shake it would probably make him feel worse.
You’d seen that look before. You immediately knew this guy was putting up a front; the lax line of his body was artificial.
You shook it, and immediately knew you’d like working with him.
OR
Sans starts his job at a knockoff Walmart after a year of self isolation, and you’re the one meant to train him. You are leaving the company in a month to join the Royal Guard as Frisk's bodyguard. You and Sans hit it off and the rest is history.
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I got an email from my energy provider and it was like “earn 50¢ for every kWh saved during peak times of energy use!” and I just kinda sat and thought about how fucked up it is that these rich energy company assholes are sending emails like this out to poor people during a heatwave.
Hey poor people. You’ll get pennies if you just suffer from the heat. You can earn 50¢/kWh if you just. Unplug everything and Suffer. Isn’t that nice of us? We’re doing you a favor. Don’t send us a bill for your medical expenses when you have to go get treated for heatstroke. We won’t pay that. But we’ll give you 50¢!!!!
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It's my cat's birthday (anniversary of me getting him) so I told him the story of his life while petting him real good
Highlights include:
For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.
Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.
Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.
I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.
I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.
Now you've lived with me for five years. Five is like the number of toe beans on one of your feet. When I clip your nails five is when we're halfway done. But we're hopefully not even halfway done with how long we get to be together. I'm gonna have to figure out new ways to help you count.
i need everyone reading this post to remember that writing is not "content." writing is art. you don't look at a painting of an ocean and say "eh, it's overdone." you look at it and think its beautiful, because it is, and y'all better start treating writing the same fucking way before you lose your favorite authors for good.
Art is not something to be capitalized on. Stop treating it like it is.
hey kitten. daddy needs to talk to you. your kink blog is great, but you are not highlighting the words correctly. kitten. stop highlighting. this is shit. did you seriously highlight that period. kitten.
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A 75 yo man proudly came into the cafe wearing an Ultra Maga hat. I excused my barista from the register to handle the transaction.
"The hat is customizable," he said, struggling with the velcro patch on the front. "If I need it, I have an ICE one too. I pick based off the business i walk into."
"Customizable is an important hat descriptor," I said. "what can I get you?"
"You wouldn't believe how offended people get these days," he said. "And I'm supposed to do something about it if you're offended? You chose to be offended!"
"We all have hundreds of thousands of decisions everyday," I said. I thickened my accent. "That's what my stepdad always said. But I can make one easier - we have a delicious Ethiopian roast available."
"Like if I told you you have a bull ring," he said, "because bulls have rings in their noses. Is that offensive?"
I laughed. "I've heard that before."
"It's a joke, but people get offended. Maybe you're offended."
I looked at him. I smiled. "You aren't trying to offend me though, right?"
Of course he was. I was being friendly and the friendlier I was, the faster he switched topics. He was saying anything inflammatory he could think of to see if I'd take the bait. After about 20 minutes of my redirecting and deescalating, he settled into a more normal interaction. He took up too much of my time showing me a product I'd feigned mild interest in to get him to stop talking about getting accused of inappropriate behavior at work. When we finally disengaged, he spent 10 minutes trying to catch my eye again. When he failed, he left.
There's this new breed of customer who insists on trying to incite political conversation through their clothing and, when that doesnt work, their snide little comments. If I owned my own business, maybe I would have given the guy the fight he wanted. But I work for a corporation and I love paying my bills so I deescalated.
Anyone wearing that type of shit and preying on workers for their own spank bank material is a brainless fucking sheep.
something i want to mention because i’ve seen it growing as a trend online is that not only do people do this just for their own gratification, but watch for glasses. smart glasses are a growing segment of the consumer market, and creeps like this are harassing people in public in order to gather content without the victims being aware they’re being filmed
Do you ever just go feral over a single spoken word in a TV show
So my mom and I, after watching all of Leverage, have been watching Leverage: Redemption. And we're maybe halfway through the first season, and a few episodes ago there was this moment. Brianna's laying out what their latest mark does--she's one of those "health" influencers that sells garbage concoctions to desperate people. Brianna notes that the mark specifically targets women, because, as she says, "Women get misdiagnosed 30% of the time".
And Eliot just very quietly goes "What?"
And it is COMPLETELY unacknowledged. Brianna just continues talking. But. Just. Listen Eliot is my favorite and that "What?" shot a dart into my mind. He did not know that. He is upset that he did not know that. He has just found out that he has a privilege that he didn't know he had. And he is upset because, well, he's Eliot, and it's not right. Hell, his team, his family, is now majority women, and he has a privilege over them.
I just wanna like grab that "What?" in my teeth and shake it around I am going insane.
I think the world would be a lot better if everyone understood OCD a lot more. Not just because folks with OCD such as myself get treated like shit because of folks not understanding, though thats part of it and people should treat us better. But because OCD is a disorder all about the connections between thoughts and actions, and the treatment is basically one big guided course on "thought crimes arent real", and everyone would be less shitty in general if they accepted that.
just tried to reference the xkcd "today's lucky 10,000" comic but I wanted to explain xkcd first, so I was like "you probably know the one about experts in the field overestimating their audience's familiarity with the subject matter" and uh. he didn't. love me some irony
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here's two articles about how JK Rowling just posted on X an upskirt photo of Freda Wallace, a transgender woman, after deadnaming her and misgendering her repeatedly online.
The wealthy author escalated a social media spat that resulted in posting a photo from a 2023 event at the Institute of Economic Affairs in
Rowling posted the picture taken from below because the trans woman, she said, was "refusing to debate me."
It's always so sad to see the reblog to like ratio on posts about trans men's oppression, I've seen posts with hundreds of likes but only ten or so reblogs because people are afraid they're going to be harassed if they reblog them.
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